The Dreamer

With easy grace the petals fall- He loves me so! No, not at all. I know that I never cross his mind So why should I search for signs? There’s too much space between us now, As we’re different…And oh, the same- I can’t help hoping that somehow Things will change. Ain’t that a shame? A dreamer never stands a chance- They’re easily crushed by romance; Even affairs they never knew Become so vivid they’re almost true. So I, the dreamer, will hold out my heart- The petals have wilted and I’ve fallen apart.